Verses in June

I crave delicate droplets
of poetry falling in rhythm
to the whispers of the wind,
where the simplest patterns
of emotion and honesty are
left to haphazard conditions
caused by the writer’s pen –
where storms can break out
in agony, tearing readers at
the core, or washes away all
sadness, starting over once
again,  where the delicacy of
words fall like droplets in the
wind, carrying my feelings
with me,  until the very end.

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